Like a picture in a book
Peaceful is your look
Quietly walk your way
Duty fills the day
Tears nor fierce delights
Day nor tossing nights
And your troubled dreams confess
Something more or less
The weeks are on the wing
Years are brief and love a thing
Blooming and fading like a flower
When the night has come
With its quiet group at home
'Broider, knit or sew
Chat in voices low
Suddenly lift your eyes
Honest look and wise
But I cannot read their lore
Tell me less or tell me more
The weeks are on the wing
Years are brief and love a thing
Blooming and fading like a flower
Seize the little hour, what tomorrow may befall
Love me more or not at all
You don't have to worry about me
Think of me
Or feel for me
I'm gonna keep my money safe
Stacked safely under the floorboard
Save every penny earned
I'm keeping my money safe
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